yearning

tender feelings heal with flowers, when your woes and sorrows leave you overwhelmed, for the state of endless sadness or uncompleted mourning, take star of bethlehem, there's willow if bitter, when helpless, wild rose, some sunshine wattle revives all lost hopes, but for a simple case of longing, what are we to do when we're homeless in our hearts?, some of us take daring chances following our lovers, the passion we can trust. others just cannot sit still, they're driven by the power of mighty wanderlust, wherever we go, god, we're trying so hard, to make every place feel like home left behind, but despite of all endeavours - nothing changed, as ever, we're homeless in our hearts. but i'm yearning no more, 'cause i found my home in you, and now it's where i belong, i gave up the world to be with you, come to me, i'll soothe your yearning. is this what you've always dreamed of?, the aim of our desire is hard to recognize, it often stares you in the face, and yet, against all reason, takes the longest time to find, you circle the globe, go native, go far. but it's not a country or a town, not a house. what's the use of distant travel if only to discover, you're homeless in your heart?, but i'm yearning no more, 'cause i found my home in you, and now it's where i belong, i gave up the world to be with you, so come to me, i'll soothe your yearning.